Have I mentioned lately how much I love storms?
It’s late this first day of August 2019.
A steady rain is falling from a flashing sky. I’m drifting from porch to porch, taking in the breeze and occasionally stepping out just beyond the top step to close my eyes, lift my face towards the sky and feel the cool water on my skin before returning to to the shelter inside the door, just to watch for an opportunity to step outside once more.
Soon enough the rhythm of the water rushing through full and heavy tree branches will become a lullaby, a soundtrack for the night, and perhaps I shall dream of dancing through the rain.
Goodnight, sleep well & sweet dreams, my friends.